Thinking of Aunt Mo's reaction just now, Long Qingtian finally understood what the girl was thinking.
Looking into her smart eyes, Long Qingtian couldn't tell the truth for some reason.
In fact, nothing major happened. It was just that Long Qingtian knew the reason for the quarrel between Mo Jiu and Mo Jiayi, and used some means to help Mo Jiu restore the truth, so that Mo Jiayi could see clearly the true face of the so-called Sister-in-law Li.
His deep eyes were slightly condensed, with a hint of smile hidden. Long Qingtian stretched out his hand to cover her with the quilt, and said three words coldly: "Don't think nonsense."
"Actually, I'm very strong. Really, tell me, how many days do I have left to live?"
At least give her some time to deal with the aftermath!
Although she does not have many friends worth saying goodbye to. But in these years, besides going to school every day, she has tried every means to make money, and she has never enjoyed life!
Long Qingtian felt that the imagination of the girl in front of him was too rich!
Just as he was about to explain something, he suddenly heard the delighted voices of Mo Jiayi and Jiang Li outside the door, "Miss Jiang, why are you here?"
"Aunt Mo, I came with Dad to check up on his health. I heard that Brother Tian was also here, so I came here to see who was in poor health?" The gentle and generous voice exuded a mature charm.
Different from Jiang Li's Xiaojia Biyu and Chu Chu, just by listening to her voice, one can tell that this person is a mature woman with her own pride.
Just, Brother Tian?
This is too affectionate and enthusiastic!
Feeling a little displeased, Mo Jiu's eyes burst out with hostility.
Mo Jiayi immediately explained: "It's inside! It's our Xiaojiu who has a fever. It's nothing serious."
With a creak, the door opened.
"Brother Tian!" Accompanied by the woman's excited cry, Mo Jiu caught sight of her.
The woman wore a generous and decent knee-length dress inlaid with sapphires. Her exposed calves were fair and slender, and her slender waist could be seen as she moved around.
She just stood at the door, forming an elegant landscape.
Jiang Yichun, with a rich family background and beautiful and dignified appearance, was the object of competition among the high-ranking young men in Kyoto. However, thousands of men fell under her skirt, but she had never made friends with one.
Everyone in the upper class circles knew that she, Jiang Yichun, liked Long Qingtian.
Mo Jiu looked at the other party's elegant behavior, then looked down at his own hospital clothes, and suddenly felt that in front of the other party, he was just a loser.
Inexplicably, my heart tightened, and I struggled to sit up from the bed, took Long Qingtian's arm, and said as if to claim possession: "Brother, who is she?"
The rude questions and the hostile voice only made Jiang Yichun stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses.
Thinking of Mr. Long's efforts to bring the Long family and the Mo family together, Jiang Yichun smiled elegantly, walked in with nobility and casualness, "Hello, little sister, I am Jiang Yichun, your brother's friend."
The word "your brother" was emphasized in the words, which blurred the relationship between Mo Jiu and Long Qingtian.
"My surname is not Long."
If he couldn't even understand the meaning of Jiang Yichun's words, Mo Jiu would have been wandering the streets in vain, so he retorted rudely.
"Ms. Jiang, I'm sorry, she has such a bad temper, please don't mind her." Mo Jiayi walked in at the right time and spoke politely, giving Mo Jiu a sideways glance to signal her not to speak randomly.
Jiang Yichun smiled gently: "Aunt Mo, it's okay."
Knowing that Long Qingtian had a cold temperament, Mo Jiayi and Jiang Li stayed in the room, chatting word by word with Jiang Yichun.
While chatting, Jiang Yichun casually took out an apple from the fruit bowl nearby, peeled it skillfully and handed it to Long Qingtian, "Brother Tian, eat an apple. I see your lips are dry."
